So this morning after I woke up with Emilie and the dogs, I went back to bed for a couple hours since I don't have to be at work until 1:30. I had one of my more peculiar dreams during that nap.
Starts out and I'm at the dentist. I need a routine cleaning, but they decide to sedate me. They stick the needle in and I start to count backwards from 10 and lay down. They think I'm asleep so they start cleaning. I could feel the high speed rotating brush on my teeth but couldn't speak to say I was awake.
Next thing I know I'm being moved on a stretcher into a room with a bunch of other stretchers and I hear the dentist say "Prep him for test surgery". I was thinking to myself "Test surgery? Am I at a dental school or something?" It was now that I realized that I had 2 cough drops in my mouth by the back of my throat and also 2 of those cotton balls they put in your mouth at the dentist. I was trying with my tongue to keep them in place.
So I'm laying in my stretcher and realize I have to go to the bathroom. I get up but I am super zonked from the anethesia and I also have an IV cart with me (I guess that was the anethesia), so my friend Kennard Williams from Guitar Center starts to help walk me to the bathroom. The nurse is screaming at us as I'm bumping into things and falling down. He said to her "No, I got this," and we walk to the bathroom.
The bathroom was more like an open auditorium with a bunch of seats that people were sitting in, and there was a hallway with a bunch of doors. I went into one of the doors with Kennard's help, and walked up to a urinal. It was here that I realized that this was also the place where they execute criminals on death row. The room I was in was the bathroom, shower and changing room they would bring criminals into before they took them out into the main auditorium where people would watch the executions.
I started to pee and realized, "Why am I having dental surgery when I've already been executed and I'm dead?"
Then I woke up...I had to pee.
Friday, April 22, 2011
KISS Live at Truman State
So the dream starts and I'm in a small auditorium at Truman State University. On stage is KISS. I'm sitting literally right in front of Gene Simmons. Its kinda like an unplugged show for contest winners. So they start their show and I'm just hanging out watching.
After their first song, I look down and it seems I have a bass guitar in my hand. I start playing the bass line to Sweet Child O' Mine (not a KISS Song), and they like it and break out into playing it. A little spontaneous jam session during a concert with KISS. I felt pretty cool at that moment in time.
After our rousing rendition of Sweet Child O' Mine, I no longer had a bass in my hands (spontateous combustion maybe?) No one else but Gene was on stage and he announced that during this tour "Our tourmates weren't going to be on this leg of the tour, but since we told them we were gonna be in Saint Louis they decided to come!" (Truman State isn't in STL you say? I know.....) So Gene, who now had an acoustic guitar started playing "Nothing Else Matters" by Metallica and out came Bruno Mars to sing it, backed by a full orchestra with electric guitar players etc.
So Bruno sings the first verse and during an instrumental break he climbs into this plexi-glass contraption that spins him around. The same motion that you see in science fiction movies with that gyro type thing that goes around in all directions. At this point Gene isn't playing anymore (since the orchestra is backing up Bruno Mars singing a Metallica song) and we start talking.
Apparently Gene and I are friends in my dream. So we're chatting and he shows me the expense report he had Truman State reimburse him on. One line was $750.00 for clothes. He said "Yea, I bought that jacket with the bird on the back, remember that? I also bought some wool underwear and made Truman pay me back for it. Sharon (his wife's name is Shannon) asked me why I needed that. She was like 'You'll be in Saint Louis with Mike. why do you need those things?'"
Then I woke up.
I kinda wish I was friends with Gene Simmons.
After their first song, I look down and it seems I have a bass guitar in my hand. I start playing the bass line to Sweet Child O' Mine (not a KISS Song), and they like it and break out into playing it. A little spontaneous jam session during a concert with KISS. I felt pretty cool at that moment in time.
After our rousing rendition of Sweet Child O' Mine, I no longer had a bass in my hands (spontateous combustion maybe?) No one else but Gene was on stage and he announced that during this tour "Our tourmates weren't going to be on this leg of the tour, but since we told them we were gonna be in Saint Louis they decided to come!" (Truman State isn't in STL you say? I know.....) So Gene, who now had an acoustic guitar started playing "Nothing Else Matters" by Metallica and out came Bruno Mars to sing it, backed by a full orchestra with electric guitar players etc.
So Bruno sings the first verse and during an instrumental break he climbs into this plexi-glass contraption that spins him around. The same motion that you see in science fiction movies with that gyro type thing that goes around in all directions. At this point Gene isn't playing anymore (since the orchestra is backing up Bruno Mars singing a Metallica song) and we start talking.
Apparently Gene and I are friends in my dream. So we're chatting and he shows me the expense report he had Truman State reimburse him on. One line was $750.00 for clothes. He said "Yea, I bought that jacket with the bird on the back, remember that? I also bought some wool underwear and made Truman pay me back for it. Sharon (his wife's name is Shannon) asked me why I needed that. She was like 'You'll be in Saint Louis with Mike. why do you need those things?'"
Then I woke up.
I kinda wish I was friends with Gene Simmons.
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